Him

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It was a warm night, I was enjoying the lights, music and the loud surrounding. Chills all of a sudden ran down my spine as I noticed Tyler looking at me. We had locked eyes for 2 minutes but it felt like 2 hours. I asked myself "Why is he so focused on me?" "Out of all these people here, why me?" He wasn't focused on me for long, just for the 2 hectic minutes. A few more songs were played then the concert had ended. After the concert had ended I got this feeling, it wasn't a good one. I felt as if I was being watched. I don't know why I felt this way. "Maybe its all in my head." I thought. As I continued to walk I realize that this car, this same car has been following me for about an hour now. I still keep walking, hoping it wouldn't feel as long just like how me and Ty locked eyes. This hasn't happened before, and I didn't know what to do. I was scared, I thought today was going good, seeing my favorite band and happy faces. It was all vanishing right before my very eyes. I eventually got home, I felt better, as if the feeling of danger had left. It was hard for me to fall asleep but I did get some rest.
I woke up, where was I? How did I get here? It was freezing, was I in a cell? The walls were as grey as the led in my pencil I last wrote with. The floor was cement, hard pure cement. A wooden door stood in the distance, begging to be opened. I thought about trying to open the door and screaming for help, yet I didn't want to make noise and maybe have the risk of being caught. The real question was "Who took me?" "Who's responsible for this?" "Do I know this person?" I was terrified.

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